בס״ד
Korach Snapshot
Fire pans and incense,
Barren sticks which blossom,
I ran to find a hiding spot,
And decided to play possum.
בס״ד
Korach Snapshot
Fire pans and incense,
Barren sticks which blossom,
I ran to find a hiding spot,
And decided to play possum.
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Shelach Snapshot
Dare not to forget HaShem,
Because once they get a whiff of that,
Like blood in the water,
The sharks will circle.
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Beha’aloscha Snapshot
The dew is moist upon the ground,
Encampment sleeping, not a sound,
Ascending, now, the vap’rous cloud,
On the road again, for cryin’ out loud!
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Naso/Shavuos Snapshot
Nachshon ben Aminadav,
Yehuda’s offerings, he brought with love,
He was the first of twelve to tackle,
Loading wagons for the Tabernacle.
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Bamidbar Snapshot
He was medaber in the midbar,
When we were dry as desert dust,
It was more likely we would listen,
With no place to go, but up.
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Behar-Bechukosai Snapshot
The field you buy, must be redeemed,
At Yovel, more’s the pity,
Is the Torah thus, encouraging us,
To buy a home in the city?
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Emor Snapshot
HaShem is very particular,
About how we use His Name,
Don’t call upon Him carelessly,
And He’ll treat you just the same.